Several weeks ago, to lessen the blow of the untimely death of Miss C’s second betta fish, Violet, we took the girls to the local snake and fish shop. Unfortunately it is the site of the traumatic baby chicken caiman feeding episode of 2009 and I can’t quite enter the store without replaying the whole beady eyed slow motion nightmare. I will never be able to look at fuzzy baby chicks again without seeing an imaginary blinking neon sign above their heads flashing GATOR TREAT! CRISPY ON THE OUTSIDE, CHEWY IN THE MIDDLE!
We came home with a red-shelled hermit crab and enough sand to create a mini habitat fit for a queen. Miss C insisted her new crab friend was a girl, although we have no idea what gender she is nor do I want to research how to determine the sex of a hermit crab, and she was named Ariel from The Little Mermaid.
Ariel was pretty lethargic, though, from the very onset of her homecoming and I started to fret about her fragile mental state. Hermit crabs aren’t known for their speed and agility, but she just seemed a little too content to stay in her hermit crab faux stone cave all day long.
Was she, could she be, lonely?
While the girls were at our parents Valentine’s Day weekend, the hubby played ultimate matchmaker for Ariel and brought home two virile, studly hermit crabs. He’s been researching hermit crab behavior and habitats and read that they do like company. I thought his hermit crab research was over until he walked up to me the other night and quite seriously asked, “Do you know what hermit crabs really like?” I wasn’t sure what he was going to say since he has already hooked them up with a sea sponge, a heater, a thermometer, and a humidity sensor to ensure that their crab habitat is sufficiently toasty and tropical. He’s even wrapped the lid of their habitat with plastic wrap, with strategically cut holes, to boost the moisture level. Honestly I was beginning to wonder about his hermit crab obsession. I’ve now dubbed him the crab whisperer.
It turns out he’d read that hermit crabs love bananas and he sliced a few small pieces that he and the girls placed them throughout the crab habitat. Ariel really livened up. Maybe she just had a potassium deficiency and she’ll start showing Neptune and Sebastian a little more attention. Come to think of it, I did catch her snuggling with Sebastian the other day in the crab cave.
Wait a minute, hermit crabs don’t mate do they?